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So mellifluously oneiric in touch,
While honey lavishes my upturned tasting face-
Spilled piquance savors so much.
Softly cradled next to a heart that understands-
such a measured beat portends
more than comprehends.
Labels: poem
A nattering nabob against nascent nihilism, but certainly not consonance. The blog has expanded in many directions all at once to include poetry, pictures, and discussions of philosophy, current events, music, politics, government, and military affairs.
So mellifluously oneiric in touch,
While honey lavishes my upturned tasting face-
Spilled piquance savors so much.
Softly cradled next to a heart that understands-
such a measured beat portends
more than comprehends.
Labels: poem
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